I’ve seen estrogen make princesses out of witches.

But sometimes, you find yourself standing in exactly the right position, wielding exactly the right weapon to hit back.

Everyone has a price.

Everyone has a different way of escaping the dark stillness of their mind.

It is better to have an enemy who will fight you in an open field then a lover who will kill you in your sleep.

But how will I eat cake if my head is over there, and my hands are over here?